HCL Chapter 103: Violent Violet Chaotica

Having thousands of Avatars didn’t actually put that much strain on Inari’s soul. Every single body had its own central nervous system and a simple programing which allowed them to function without direct control or orders. Aside from that, she had plenty of practice from when she played around with the jungle in her Soul Realm. Her own genetic memory was enough to allow most of her ‘creations’ to understand how to use her own spells and obviously how to survive. Of course, without a soul of their own, none of those clones possessed the ability to override their instincts. Continue reading

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HCOP Chapter 74: The Guardians

“We need to cancel this crazy-ass suicide mission! The plan to trick Michael into entering a prison within Azriel’s shitty city has totally failed… Ugh, my fucking idiotic little brother is still in that hell-hole with that psychotic monster!” Inside of a huge dungeon, which was formerly known as the Kansas Statehouse, an angry woman’s voice echoed throughout the halls. Continue reading

Chapter 62: Three Seeds

“Calm down Iris… Besides, I told you to just stay home. You should at least wait until after the baby is born to go hunting…” Luke’s glowing golden irises peered out from the holes in his silver helmet and stared at his wife’s breasts for a moment, before glancing up into those bright-green, rage-filled eyes. Continue reading

Chapter 61: The Forces of Darkness

An enormous serpentine dragon with fluffy violet fur, was snoring as it slumbered upon a bed of thousands of human skeletons. The bones were charred black and most of them were barely intact, but the number was still incredibly vast. Its head appeared oddly similar to that of a rat, while its body was closer to that of a snake. Most of it was covered with hair, but the feet, claws and tail were all protected by thick obsidian scales. Continue reading

Chapter 12: Exodus

“Come on~! You can do it~! Yay~, I’m glad I never have to worry about the stairs you broke, or the completely destroyed wall, doorway and part of the kitchen counter… Anyway, good job Violet~! Daw~, who’s a cute bear-sized rat-dragon~? Aw~, yes you are, you’re my adorable, ow~! Shitballs, no biting! My right arm is still all fucked up from the last time you maimed me!” As Michael was trying to ‘bond’ with his feral parasitic demonic beast, she attempted to bite down onto his arm again. Fortunately, he was wearing a leather jacket, so he was able to avoid being injured. Continue reading